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Taken By The Mafia Lord

[Completed] Nemesis!  If Arianna had known that irritating man would change her life in the worst way possible, perhaps she would have poisoned his coffee the first day they met. Arianna who was tricked and about to be married off to a Loan shark by her uncle's family, finally found a way to escape. However, that was all ruined when Marcel, the feared lord of the underworld captured her. The one thing she desired the most - her freedom - was taken from her. Marcel prided on the fact that he was well feared, respected, and revered in the city. His name caved terror in the hearts of people, however, his reputation is put to test when a familiar stranger relieved him of his property right under his nose. Anger simmers in his veins as he goes on a manhunt against the pickpocket who robbed him. When he gets Arianna, Marcel is sure to show her that nobody steals from Marcel Luciano and goes scot-free. On the other hand, Arianna loathes him so much and would do everything to escape that crazy Mafia. Unfortunately, what if she ends up stealing his heart as well. Read to find out. ~~~~~ "You're a monster, Marcel," "Don't monsters deserve to be loved too?" *Note - this book has strong sexual themes, strong language, violence, and gore. It would leave you on the edge and get you screaming for more. So if you can't handle the burn, drop it without abusing me in the comment box (I won't take it lightly if it does happen). If you can handle the burn, then welcome to the Mafia world!

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His Father's Love

"Really?" Marcel asked, trying to figure Daniel out. The reason why he was so good at what he did was that Daniel simply didn't care, he went ahead with whatever he wanted. But right now, he was lying. What was his father protecting? Or rather, who? 

"Yes," Daniel answered with an innocent look. 

"Really?" Marcel asked again and this time, his father's brow arched at him questioning. He knew deep down that his son had caught onto something. 

"Why does this sound like an interrogation?" He joked. 

"Because it is," Marcel told him, pulling the chair beside him and sitting down with his legs crossed and stared at his father hard as if the truth was written on his forehead. 

Marcel scoffed, "I guess your great enemy chased you down to Arianna's place, right?" He held his gaze without looking away. 

Daniel stared back at his son before sighing, "Just how many spies did you plant amongst my men?"